i decided to add in more of the story, hope you all like it!

Disclaimer: Sadly, I don't own Jack, Racetrack, Mush, or any of the other newsies characters. I do own Jessie, yay!

so... Jessie is now following Jack (the guy she just met) and she is coming into the Lodging House... enjoy!

Chap. 2

"Hey Kloppman." Jack said as we walked into an old building.

"Jack!" A man said,who looked like he was just as old as the building was.

They gave each other a big hug that signaled a great friendship.

"You're back soon. What happened ta Santa Fe?" The man called Kloppman asked Jack.

"It wasn't all I'se thought it'd be." Jack answered, shrugging.

Kloppman just smiled as if that was enough, and turned to me.

"Nice ta see ya again." He said to me.

I was now more confused than ever. Did he know me somehow? I turned to see Jack putting his hand in front of his neck and moving it back in forth as if trying to tell him to stop talking about me.

I wondered why Jack wanted Kloppman to stop what he was talking about, especially since the last thing they had been talking about was me.

Kloppman gave me the same 'I won't even ask' look that he had given Jack just a few minutes before.

"Pleasure to meet you, sir." I said in my best lady-like voice.

"Ya can just call me Kloppman, considerin' you're gonna be stayin' here." He said with an accent similar to Jack's.

"Why don't ya take Jessie up ta da bunk room ta see the rest of 'em." He said to Jack with a wink.

I looked over at Jack, and he had a pained expression on his face as if he was trying to decide what to do. He finally gestured for me to follow him and headed up the old, rickety stairs.

As we got to the top, I started to get more and more nervous. 'Get a hold of yourself, Jess,' I silently coached myself, 'they can't be that scary.'

Jack paused at the top and turned to me. "I'll go in foirst, just ta make sure everyone's decent. Then ya come, ok?"

I nodded and he turned the knob. I heard him yelling, with authority at the newsies to make sure they looked decent for a 'goil' to come in. I chuckled when I heard their replies.

"Got a new one already, Cowboy?" Someone yelled.

"Where'd ya meet her?" Someone else shouted.

"Hey Cowboy, what does she look like?" A third voice said.

I took this as my cue to come in. I heard a low whistle come from a corner of the room.

Now, after the accident, when I looked at myself in the mirror I would think, 'Ugh, I look so… ugly.' That sounds so vain, but I just didn't look special to myself. I used to dream that before the fall, I was some beautiful girl that all of the boys were after. Who knows, maybe I did look different before?

That's why it was such a shock to me to hear an Italian boy standing next to Jack say, "Looks like I need ta go ta Santa Fe, too!" I recognized him as the first voice that I had heard when I was standing on the steps.

Jack looked embarrassed and said, "I sat next ta her on da train, she needed a place ta stay, an' I told her 'bout here."

I stood there shyly and glanced around. Most of the boys were now standing, but some were lounging on the bunks or sitting on the ground with now forgotten cards in front of them.

A boy with brown, curly hair and a muscular physique walked up to me, confidently.

"I'm mush." He said to me with a friendly smile.

"Excuse me?" I asked him, not understanding what he was trying to say.

"Me name is Mush." He said, now laughing at my question. "Do ya live somewhere 'round here? I feels like I know ya."

Jack had just walked up with some other boys, including the loudmouth Italian one from before. They were all looking at me suspiciously, and I wondered what Jack had told them about me while I was talking to Mush.

"I got that same feeling after she walked in." He stuck out his hand, "Oh yeah, I'm Racetrack."

It amazed me how weird their names were, but somehow I knew that they would be like that. When I looked at Mush, I thought I might remember someone like him that I knew before, named Oatmeal or something along those lines. Racetrack also reminded me of someone, possibly named Speedway. Maybe…no, these can't be the same people that I knew before. That's too odd; I'll just push it out of my head.

"Do ya have a name?" Racetrack asked me, snapping me out of my reverie.

"Yes!" I said, maybe a little too loudly, "It's Jessie."

"Well, Jessie, we was just headed for Tibby's- dat's a restaurant- to celebrate Cowboy comin' back. You wanna join us?"

ok it stopped at a weird spot, but I have a really good idea of where it will go from here! Review to tell me if you liked it or not... but reallyI just want reviews if you liked it! Just kidding, really tell me what you think!

-Sweets